SOUR CANDY KISSES ➭ MAX M.

iii: MONKEY GIRL

🗒 ❛ y / n ༉‧₊˚✧

WE WERE MEETING at school, but will hasn't shown up yet.

i was getting worried.

"i don't see him, weird," mike says, looking towards the school questioningly.

"i'm telling you, his mom's right. he just went to class early again," lucas says, attempting to calm me and mike.

"i'm sure he's fine y/n/n," bev says, putting her hand on my shoulder as i smile at her in thanks.

"yeah, he's always paranoid gurskys gonna give him a pop quiz," dustin jokes, attempting to lift the mood.

"step right up ladies and gentlemen!" troy says, approaching us. laughing at us. "step right up and get you tickets for the freak show!"

"dammit troy, get outta here!" i yell at him, he just laughs in my face.

"who do you think would make more money at a freak show?" he walks up to us, getting in our faces. "frogface, midnight, the slut, or toothless? oh and the new girl," he ruffles bev's hair before she smacks him arm away.

"fiesty," he mutters, smirking at her pervertedly.

"tough call, tough call. i would go with toothless," james says, pushing dustin's shoulder.

"my teeth are coming in," dustin defends. "i told you a million times, it's called cleidocranial dysplasia," he snaps with a slight lisp.

"i told you a million times!" james mocks dustin's lisp, laughing with troy.

"do the arm thing," troy demands as dustin hesitates.

"do it freak!"

dustin extends his arm, slightly bending it further making a 'pop' sound.

"gets me every time, every time!" troy exclaims, walking away. not without purposefully bumping into mike's shoulder.

"numbskulls," lucas mutters under his breath as bev nods in agreement.

"i think it's cool," i tell dustin, but i could tell he didn't believe me.

"yeah, it's like a superpower or something," beverly tells him. it had inly been a day, but she was already close with the party. even mike was warming up to her.

"like mr. fantastic," mike beams, patting dustin's shoulder.

"yeah, except i can't fight evil with it," dustin says, glumly.

-

"remember, finish chapter twelve and answer twelve point three on the difference and between an experiment and other forms of science investigation," mr. clarke says as everyone else ignores him and walks out of class.

"did it come?" mike asks mr. clarke with excitement. beverly gives me a 'what' look.

"you'll see!" i say eagerly.

"i hate to be the bearer of bad news, but," he says as all our faces drop. "it came!"

"i bet you can talk to new york on this thing," dustin says, approaching the new radio in the AV room.

"it's really cool," beverly says, admiring it.

"think bigger," mr. clarke says as our eyes widen.

"california?" lucas tries.

"bigger."

"south america?" bev asks.